Please note that this is chapter 3 of Running Down the Rabbit Hole. I recommend you start at the beginning with Three Girls Screwing Around.
I took the front seat in the car on the way back.
'You know, it's going to be pretty dark by the time we get back,' Melanie said as she pulled off. 'I wouldn't want you tripping up cause you couldn't see straight -- are you sure you wouldn't rather put it off till Wednesday?'
'That would be like outdressing the bride at a wedding, except maybe the opposite.'
'I guess you're right, it's Amy's fifteen minutes of fame. Mind you, it might make a good club tradition -- whoever comes last in a meet has to pay a forfeit. It could be a lot of fun.'
'I don't see what you two are so excited about -- my PJs are perfectly decent.'
I had to admit that she had a point. No matter how many spectators she had, there was no way that her performance was going to rival mine. 'I see your point, Amy. What about if Melanie and me offer you double or nothing? If you win, we'll let you off scot free, but if you lose, you do it in your undies?'
'That's not going to fly, Hannah,' Melanie objected. 'The girls are expecting a performance on Wednesday, so unless you're winning to swap days if Amy wins, that's not an option.'
'I'll offer you double or nothing, Hannah, if Melanie agrees. Win and you're off the hook completely, lose and you do your laps with me at practice time.'
'No fucking way!'
'I think that settles it,' Melanie began. 'We better stick with the plans as they are or we'll be bickering all the way home.'
I was a lot more alert and, amazingly, relaxed for the journey back. I didn't recognize anywhere at all along the way, though Melanie insisted we were coming back the same route. To be honest, I was looking forward to my dare. Surely it was going to boost my confidence from now on -- any other challenges in life I could just think back to this one and they hopefully wouldn't seem so big.
We decided to splash out and stop at a pub for dinner -- it would be the first proper meal since we'd left home, so I think we deserved it. Amy and me toasted our new PBs with pints of beer. I actually felt that the three of us were much closer than when we'd set out -- I know we'd only known each other for a month or so, but maybe silly bets and goofing around are what it takes to forge friendships fast. Despite them screwing me over, I somehow felt I could trust them, and I guess it was clear they could trust me to keep to my word, no matter what.
I popped to the toilet on my way out, and took advantage of the opportunity to get ready, stripping off everything, even my socks, before putting my tracksuit and trainers back on. Just getting naked, even in the privacy of a toilet cubicle, was enough to set my heart racing. I hid everything I'd taken off in my pockets -- you'd be able to tell I had something inside if you looked closely, but I didn't think it was too noticeable. Hopefully, I'd be able to surprise Melanie and Amy, plus it would make the whole escapade a lot smoother -- I could avoid any clumsy scenes while I undressed, and it would all be over with a bit quicker.
But then it occurred to me that perhaps that wasn't what I wanted. Wouldn't it be more fun to play the tease, taking it all off bit by bit? And what was the point of landing myself in this predicament just to then try and make it all easier. So I stripped off again and put everything back on.
Melanie and Amy were no doubt wondering what had taken me so long, but they didn't say anything. The light was fading by the time we set off again, so I could be confident it'd be full dark by the time we got to the practice ground. I'd never been there at night, so I had no idea if it was going to be pitch black or fairly well lit by surrounding buildings -- I guess I'd just have to find out.
I was working hard on playing it cool, but my heart was beating nineteen to the dozen as we drove onto campus. The site was well lit with street lights, but it was almost deserted -- just a few people were scattered around here and there, no doubt using it as a shortcut to get somewhere else. The athletics field was right at the other end, on the far side of the sports centre -- kind of cut off from the rest of the place.
Melanie parked right by the edge of the field. I could feel my legs were wobbly as I got out of the car, but I was still determined to play this for all it was worth. None of us said anything as I led the way to the track. There was enough light from the streetlights for us to see clearly, and even the far side was just about visible.
When I reached the edge of the track, I turned to face Melanie and Amy and began by unzipping my top before taking it off. Melanie and Amy sat down on the grass to watch. Then I took off my trainers followed by my socks, so I could then get my bottoms off easily. We hadn't been explicit about whether I was allowed to wear trainers (and socks) for the run, but I decided that if I was going to do it, I might as well be properly naked. Up to this point wasn't really any different to what I'd done to get ready for the meet -- the real challenge began from this point on.
I forced a grin as I took hold of the waistband of my vest top and slowly began to lift it, maintaining firm eye contact with the girls. I didn't say anything as I pulled it over my head, and added it to the pile at my feet. Then I grabbed hold of my shorts, and slid them down my legs before stepping out of them. If anyone was within sight, they'd be able to see by this point that something out of the ordinary was going on. My sports bra and plain black undies didn't give much away, but they certainly weren't meant to be on show, and I felt incredibly exposed just with Amy and Melanie's eyes firmly fixed on me.
'You know, I thought you were just joking this morning,' I said, trying my best to keep my voice steady. I wouldn't have been surprised if they were able to see my heart beating -- it certainly felt like it was about to burst out of my chest.
There was a silence for a moment, as the girls watched me impassively.
'No, I didn't think that would get me anywhere.' I gripped the bottom of my bra and began to lift it. My tits sprang free and I pulled it up and over my head before adding it to the pile. My nipples were standing to attention, and I'm sure that that wasn't just because of the cool evening air -- even though it was warm for the time of year, it was October.
'I'm sure if we played fair, it would be one of you two doing this.' I gripped the waistband of my knickers and pulled them off, letting them fall to the ground before I kicked them onto the pile. No need to risk showing off even more by bending down.
'You're a great sport,' Amy said, grinning like mad. 'I really thought you might bail out on us.'
'Yes, and you've got a beautiful body -- no reason at all to be shy,' Melanie added, as she looked me up and down.
'You're too kind.' I posed with hand on my hip, the other by my side, before twisting my upper body, slightly raising my chest, and holding my arms palms outwards. I guess after what I'd done last night, this wasn't really going too much further, except for the not inconsiderable risk that I might have an unseen spectator.
'Right, two laps it is.' I turned and began to jog around the track. I quickly realised just how important footwear is for running, and I began to wonder how women did any kind of exercise before sports bras were invented. I soon learned to run on the balls of my feet and cushion each impact with my knees, but I couldn't do much about my boobs bouncing up and down -- I must have looked a sight. I did think about holding them in place, but I didn't want it to look like I was covering up.
In no time at all, I was approaching the darker side of the track. I could see Amy and Melanie waving at me like mad as I ran up the opposite side, but I was feeling a lot less freaked out than when I'd got out the car -- I guess it was all downhill from now on. I did feel the tension grow as I came round the bend onto the brighter side -- anyone watching me now would get a clear view, almost as good as if it had been daylight.